‘What a quiet boy you are!’- Spring 2015
What a quiet boy you are!
Said I myself, as young as March
As small as life, as big as dark
Spoke I myself with sky like stars—
All on how rests say I “please”
One vowel to two
Become I (k)new
The you I wanted me to be
All so love just is my speech:
I live like the bark on the weathered beech
Only wind to listen, by wind hard beat
To self talk I, glisten, preach.
I myself through talked all night
Cheer me words up, hear me bright!
No one questions asked had right,
Save little, ever little i.
I through knowhere allways lived
A perfect voice through others sieved
I searched for “gave” but gave out “gived”
I always saw a backwards kid.